Chapter 443 Warm and Romantic 1

One could imagine, last night he suffered such severe internal and external injuries, coupled with the onset of his illness, and then encountering a storm surge at sea… What terrible luck, how did all the bad luck fall upon him? Google Search Read

And what about her? What was she doing at that time?

As soon as Su Luo thought of this, she practically wanted to cover her face.

Last night, amidst such strong winds and high waves, she… actually fell asleep.

One could imagine, he was struggling, dragging his severely injured, ailing body behind, desperately paddling and paddling in the sea, constantly circling in her direction, while she was comfortably sleeping soundly…

Thinking about this, Su Luo felt so guilty she almost wanted to kneel before him.

Nangong Liuyun raised an eyebrow, squinted at Su Luo, and the corner of his lips lifted slightly: "Now you know you were wrong, right?"

Su Luo didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously.

Nangong Liuyun waved at her: "Come here."

Su Luo scurried over, sat obediently in front of him, and looked at him silently.

It was an obedient and docile look that Nangong Liuyun had never seen on her before.

Nangong Liuyun reached out and stroked her head: "Do you know what to do?"

"Huh?" Su Luo looked confused.

Nangong Liuyun glanced at her sideways, found a comfortable position to lean on the bed, and looked at Su Luo indifferently: "This king is hungry now."

Su Luo's gaze fell on the wound on his chest. ♦ ♦     ♦ ♦

After applying the blood-clotting pill, the bleeding had stopped, and there was a faint tendency for it to heal.

Su Luo washed a berry and handed it to Nangong Liuyun.

Unexpectedly, he was quite picky, shaking his head: "This king doesn't eat these random things."

They were stranded on a deserted island, and he was still so picky. Su Luo rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, "Besides berries, there are only oysters and purple thorn fish."

Nangong Liuyun said extravagantly: "Then the purple thorn fish it is."

One purple thorn fish was equivalent to a green crystal stone; using it for grilled fish meant the spiritual energy would basically not be absorbed.

However, Su Luo lacked everything else right now but had plenty of purple thorn fish. As soon as she heard Nangong Liuyun say this, she agreed without a second thought.

Su Luo was skilled at grilling. In no time, she grilled two golden-yellow, fragrant purple thorn fish.

Su Luo's grilling technique was excellent; the fish was golden on both sides but not burnt, crispy and tender, and its smell made one's mouth water.

Su Luo handed the larger one to Nangong Liuyun: "You can eat it now, take it."

Nangong Liuyun looked at her and said somewhat aggrievedly: "You have no sincerity at all. At least, you should feed this king, shouldn't you?"

"What?" Su Luo was extremely hungry herself, grabbed the grilled fish and shoved it into her mouth, asking indistinctly.

Heaven knows she hadn't eaten a drop of rice for two days and was so hungry her front was practically sticking to her back.

"This king is a patient!" Nangong Liuyun acted a little petulantly.

Su Luo rolled her eyes at him exasperatedly: "Your hands are fine."

"But this king is a patient! Dying!" Nangong Liuyun glared at her angrily.

What an unreasonable man, simply childish to the extreme.

Afraid that his anger would affect his wound, Su Luo could only surrender with both hands: "Alright, alright, I'll feed you, I'll feed you, you disabled person."

Nangong Liuyun was clearly still a bit displeased, turned his face away, and didn't look at Su Luo.

Su Luo felt a bit like laughing and crying, and said: "Didn't I say I'd feed you? Why are you still angry?"

"No sincerity," Nangong Liuyun muttered.

"How is there no sincerity?" Su Luo sat down beside him, used her other hand to turn his angry face back, "Ah, open your mouth–"